The New Year Festival has long passed, and the little emperor sitting in the Daqing Hall twists around.

Unable to sit still, the eunuch next to him poked the little emperor's shoulder to remind him.

"Firecrackers are set off outside." The little emperor couldn't help but whisper to him, "What festival is today?"

Children all over the world like this kind of excitement... The eunuch whispered: "Your Majesty, you will know what festival it is today."

As he finished speaking, a voice in the court was raised.

"Mr. Song, don't disbelief. If you die, the capital will be more lively than this one. What are firecrackers? They set off fireworks."

Are fireworks set off? The little emperor sat upright and stared at the court, not seeing who was saying this clearly because the two started fighting.

Two officials in red robes fought each other, pulled off their hats and grabbed their beards. Some of them came forward to fight, some were gloating on the side, and some were numb and looked...

"Yucheng! Song and Yuan dynasties! What kind of style is it!"

The two of them didn't fight for long, and they were pulled apart with the scolding of the Censor Zhongcheng.

"I will not matter if I die. If you die, I will set off fireworks for you." Song Yuan picked up his hat and said fiercely.

"Come on, come on, come on and put me in prison, and torture me too." The official opposite was in his fifties, with a scattered temple. After saying that, he knelt down to cry at the little emperor, "I, the Great Zhou Dynasty, have today. The officials of the court were killed, and the people in the city celebrated the festival. What kind of face do we have to see the people and meet the ancestors and ancestors. Let's die."

After saying that, he was holding the official hat and hitting the pillar. Fortunately, everyone knew that they had to be prepared so early next time and stopped him with a lot of noise.

Wang Lieyang sighed and said, "I am guilty."

Qin Tan Gong shook his head and said, "It's still impossible to say whether you are guilty or not."

Chen Sheng said: "I think this matter should be investigated strictly and we cannot indulge public opinion."

This is the second sentence Chen Sheng said after going to court. The general meaning of the first sentence is that the minister was shocked by firecrackers all over the city at home, and was worried that His Majesty would come to court.

The noise in the court became quiet and all eyes fell on Chen Sheng.

"Captain Chen is right." Song Yuan shouted.

Jiang Xian said: "Zheng Ye Chen, no one said he would not investigate this matter." His expression was faint, "At this time, there were no less than dozens of people outside the criminal department who claimed that the murderer was going to be jailed."

Song Yuan sneered: "Don't worry, Grand Secretary, although our Ministry of Justice lacks Duan Shan, dozens of suspects can still be investigated."

There was an official over there who seemed to be smiling: "Then Lord Song is afraid he will have to work hard, and Lord Duan has more than these dozens of enemies."

Chen Sheng raised his hand and signaled, "You can't just stop it because of the cruel officials in Duanshan who are resentful."

Song Yuan immediately said: "Yes!"

Chen Sheng said: "I think Duan Shan’s trial of the case is unfair and there is any injustice. You can come to sue it. The government will investigate it. This is different from investigating Duan Shan’s murderer."

Song Yuan nodded and said, "Yes!" He was stunned and raised his voice, "No!"

Some officials couldn't help laughing, and a low noise sounded in the court.

"Zheng Ye Chen, what I'm talking about is investigating the case of killing Duan Shan's murderer." Song Yuan said angrily.

Chen Sheng said: "That's right, it's about Duan Shan's case. Duan Shan's murder must be investigated. It cannot be left out because the public opinion says he is a bad person and deserves to be left alone. Even if he is wrong, the government has laws to deal with it, the person who killed him is still the murderer, but..." He looked at the official who was still sitting on the ground wiping his eyes and tears. "People's opinion must also be appeased, not forcibly suppressed. This morning, the Five City Military and Horses Office stopped the people from lighting firecrackers." He shook his head, "Is this really a way to look at the people?"

The official sitting on the ground suddenly slapped again and the minister Lao Bian was useless and helpless. His Majesty was ashamed of the late emperor's entrusting his entrust.

Chen Sheng said: "So when you disregard the public opinion, they have hatred and complain about Duan Shan, then let them complain. If you investigate the true and false injustice, it is also a fairness to Lord Duan."

Wang Lieyang smiled, stopped again, and said, "What Mr. Chen said is very true."

As soon as he spoke, more than half of the officials in the court agreed, and the officials sitting on the ground stopped crying.

Song Yuan said: "What's the justice? Duan Shan is dead and has no evidence. Isn't it that you can say what you can do!"

Chen Sheng looked at him and said, "Then your Ministry of Justice will investigate. Whatever you say, can you decide?"

Song Yuan was stunned and blinked.

Qin Tan said justice: "Yes."

Song Yuan shook his sleeve and returned to the queue: "This is the business of our Ministry of Justice."

Chen Sheng ignored him and saluted the young emperor: "Please ask your Majesty to investigate the murder case of Duanshan, the Ministry of Justice."

Just now, Duke Qin Tan had already said yes, and the little emperor sat upright and nodded: "Accurate."

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He respectfully sent the emperor, Wang Lieyang, Chen Sheng, Qin Tan Gong and the neighbors went to the Political Consultative Hall to continue discussing state affairs. Seeing the four people of varying ages slowly leaving, the officials on the road sighed.

"I haven't seen four people in parallel in several years."

"I didn't expect that Chen Xiangye's dead trees will be in spring."

"What kind of happy event has this been encountered?"

"It's a happy event for Duan Shan to die."

A laughter sounded, Duan Shan's death was a great joy for them. Although the official robe he wore was much higher than Duan Shan's level, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken when Duan Shan looked at it more. Duan Shan's methods were too terrible. Everyone had some clues as an official for many years, and Duan Shan could remind them of the things he had forgotten.

Whether it is a powerful or a royal relative, as long as it falls into his hands, he is not a human being in his eyes. He never wants to take revenge in the future or his relatives. He has no relatives. Such a person who is not afraid of anything and has no scruples is too terrible.

"But how did Duan Shan die?"

The incident happened suddenly last night, and martial law was immediately imposed in the capital. Many people received the news intermittently and rushed to court. The details were not clear. Judging from the current situation, it was the enemy who bought the crime?

"Lord Jiang and the others are present." Someone pointed out, so they all gathered around.

"We didn't see it either. Everyone was drinking and writing poems indoors, and suddenly I heard Duan Shan was killed." Jiang Xian said.

"Yes, after being killed, he was disguised as alive, and no one noticed it." Another official said, "The Coroner of the Ministry of Justice said that it had been almost a quarter of an hour since he was discovered."

"If I find some later, Xue Qing's poem will be finished." Another official suddenly said, with a somewhat regretful expression, "The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night, and this sentence is amazing."

Are you writing a poem? The officials around were curious and puzzled to ask what was going on, so someone told me why Jiang Xian and others appeared in Tingyulou last night.

Xue Qing is familiar with everyone. The gentleman is the top of the list. Mr. Qingxia is a good disciple and has had a festive relationship with Qin Mei. Although the teenagers of Chang'an Prefecture have just arrived, they are famous in the capital in a Cuju competition and are as famous as the Prince of Xiliang.

"Was that Xue Qing writing a poem?" an official suddenly said.

"Yes, Xue Qing is quite talented, everyone wants to give him a try." The telling official smiled.

"That Xue Qing is writing a poem." The official said again, his tone a bit strange.

"What's wrong with him writing poetry?" The official who told the story asked with a frown.

The official hesitated and said, "He wrote poems for Zong Zhou and Liao Cheng as well. Unexpectedly, he was also writing poems when Duan Shan died."

So what? The officials frowned and immediately realized that Zong Zhou and Duan Shan were both dead, and Liao Cheng was imprisoned in prison was equivalent to death...

"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Xian said, "anything is unrelated."

The officials all laughed and nodded, saying yes, yes.

"There are more and more people writing poems in Tingyu Tower that day." Someone smiled.

"Everyone is doing things well. When Duan Shan dies, the capital will be unstable." Jiang Xian said, taking the lead.

The officials saw each other off, then looked up at each other.

There are more people writing poetry in the world, and more poems are written every day, but when a person writes poetry, someone will lose his life. The first is a coincidence, the second is a coincidence, and the third is a coincidence.

"Be careful when Xue Qing writes poems next time." An official laughed in a low voice.

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When Chen Sheng returned from court, there were already many cars and horses waiting in front of the door. Compared to the previous neglect in front of the door, the bustling and crowded Chen Sheng's coachman thought he had gone to the wrong place.

After squeezed out a road and entered the door, Chen Sheng only told the doorman to prepare enough tea and did not meet these officials. The officials who came to visit were not disappointed. Everyone did not have to see Chen Sheng here, but just expressed their attitude and sat in the doorman to drink tea and joke, which was also a support for Chen Xiangye.

Of course, not everyone is invisible. Some people go straight in without reporting. For example, those who are close disciples like Chen Xiangye, such as Qu Bai, don't think it's strange, but until another carriage gets out, a few people drive in. Everyone is familiar with Mr. Kang Dai Qingxia, and their eyes are on the boy behind them.

"Who is that person?"

"Take my nephew to pay a visit? It's not too long."

"Ah, that's Xue Qing."

Hearing the name Xue Qing, the people sitting in the doorman were in a state of turmoil and stood up to look out. In the twilight, the young man was hidden behind Mr. Kang Dai Qingxia and others, looking thin and shy.

"This kid is so lucky. He has become a teacher after being enlightened by Mr. Qingxia, and has won the top of the gentleman test. He has been under Jiang Xian's sect. Mr. Chen is also quite appreciated."

"The Prime Minister actually saw him the first day he entered the court?"

"He was also at Tingyulou last night, so he asked about the situation last night."

"I have seen his poems and paintings, and they are indeed extraordinary."

"Mr. Han admires it so much, how dare you let him write a poem for you?"

As soon as this statement came out, laughter rang in the doorman, but many people also didn't understand: "He Dian?"

"This Xue Qing doesn't write poetry many times, but it's very lively every time. Have you forgotten that Zong Zhou, Liao Cheng, and Duan Shan's accident last night, he was also writing poetry..."

"Ha! Is this actually the case? It's really..."

The concierge sounded noisy talk.
To be continued...